Prod: @foreverhomee @rhee4
Artwork: @yungfaline 

Lyrics:

(b-l-u-d-k-i-n)

(Lazarus Rose, Lazarus Rose)

I got secrets that can not be told,
I wish my dreams were beautiful, they're covered in mold,
Plant a seed of hatred watch it grow, watch it grow, I ate the apple yeah, I know.
Lazarus my pockets the way that my money rose,
I try to turn the other cheek, I put that on King Arthur,
I turn the other cheek and then I strike it harder.

Lazarus Rose, Lazarus Rose,
I cannot fuck with these bath house hoes, (I cannot fuck with these wenches)
Yeah you like my shoes, yeah you like my clothes,
I'm about to kill the vibe and tell you where it all goes,
Dark hole, dark home,
Memories of loved ones when the wind blows,
Waiting for you loved one by the window.

Walk in the room I'm bringing the plague,
I'm letting a bomb aff during the wake, (I'm letting a bomb aff)
Ceilidh on your dead dads grave, desecrating his remains, (fuck your dah)
Middle finger to his wains, I cannot wait to never see that cunt again.

Forgive me, I got lost, Foreign fabrics on my corpse.
(Foreign fabrics on my corpse, Foreign fabrics on my corpse)
Fleur de Lis it's on my jeans you would think my ass was posh.
(Fleur de Lis it's on my jeans you would think my ass was posh)

I got secrets that can not be told,
I wish my dreams were beautiful, they're covered in mold,
Plant a seed of hatred watch it grow, watch it grow, I ate the apple yeah, I know.
Lazarus my pockets the way that my money rose,
I try to turn the other cheek, I put that on King Arthur,
I turn the other cheek and then I strike it harder,

(I cannot fuck with these bath house hoes, I cannot fuck with these wenches)
(I'm letting a bomb aff)
(Lazarus Rose)

Lazarus Rose

Paparazzi #RRJ

Bee line on my Hip

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Back Home

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k4Jen5hxfHU
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2 Schemes 1 Night (Music Video in Description)

Prod: @everythingsokay1
Artwork: @falinee

*Producer tag*
"I miss you like the sun misses the flower. Like the flower misses the sun in the depths of winter." - William Thatcher

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof,
Shout my brother man, my brother slangin' Dog Food,
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof,
My bro Pied Piper got the junkies dancing like he plays the flute,

We got Bonios, Pedigree Chum,
Never catch me touching brown but do you want some?
Never catch me touching Heroin, Heroin,
Pea soup, grape juice, got the dark fruit that get you smacked out,

I can vouch for bro, I know that he good w/ the blade,
I watched him scratch the slow release off an oxy for the fade,
Check out the menu we got the soup of the day that you can put in your veins,
It won't bring back your dead family but it will certainly help you to manage the pain,

Smoking that brown, smoking that black, smoking that smack,
Do what you want, you can smoke, sniff, jag,
Do what you want, you can smoke, sniff, jag,
Smoking that brown, smoking that black, smoking that smack,

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof,
Shout my brother man, my brother slangin' Dog Food,
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof,
My bro Pied Piper got the junkies dancing like he plays the flute,

We got Bonios, Pedigree Chum,
Never catch me touching brown but do you want some?
Never catch me touching Heroin, Heroin,
Pea soup, grape juice, got the dark fruit that get you smacked out,

I walk around this city and all I see is junky bastards trying to tap a fag,
I walk around this city and all I see is walking body bags,
I'm sick of the sight of these fiends stumbling backwards, Can it get any worse?
Waking up in the street in the morning, going home in a hearse.

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof,
Shout my brother man, my brother slangin' Dog Food,
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof,
My bro Pied Piper got the junkies dancing like he plays the flute,

I'm sick of these junky bastards,
Sick of these junky, jakeball fucks,
I don't have 50p, I don't have fags, get to fuck,
I don't feel bad,

You've been smoking that brown, that black, that smack.

IAMs IAMs IAMs IAMs IAMs IAMs IAMs,
My bro Pied Piper got some new treats you should try 'em
You don't need money from me for the bus, I know you're lying,
Looking at this city man, I pity man cos all these cunts be dying...

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof,
Shout my brother man, my brother slangin' Dog Food,
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, woof,
My bro Pied Piper got the junkies dancing like he plays the flute,

*I don't condone the use or supply of illicit substances. Nor make light of the plight of addiction.*

Dog Food (extended version)

Prod: @bludkin
Artwork: @falinee

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Prod: @m0urningstarr
Artwork: @falinee

You. I've seen you. Let me see your face, you are the one from my dreams.
Then the stars were right. This is the day. Gods give me strength.

Think I'll go to hell can he tell I was casting spells,
think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well of blud,
blud blud blud,
I think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well of blud,

Praying for you soul home alone nobody knows,
Bretheren don't be looking for true love on the cobblestones,
Meet me at the fireplace, meet me in the catacombs,
Burned into my memory in my dreams see many bones,

b-l-u-d-k-i-n
I'm empty on the inside like a mannequin,
Shout out all The Guildsmen all my merry men, 
I feel just like Lazarus I died then I came back again,
Arkadiusz and Salem I'll remember them,
If I lose another one I think I might be joining them,
Then I think I'd go to hell, crying in the church cos it hurts: Weepinbell

Think I'll go to hell can he tell I was casting spells,
Think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well of blud,
blud blud blud,
I think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well of blud,

Praying for you soul home alone nobody knows,
Bretheren don't be looking for true love on the cobblestones,
Meet me at the fireplace, meet me in the catacombs,
Burned into my memory in my dreams see many bones,

In my dreams see many bones,
I'd never met him before but I turned his ass to charcoal,
I never met her before but I saw her with her eyes closed,

Think I'll go to hell can he tell I was casting spells,
Think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well of blud,
blud blud blud,
I think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well,

Think I'll go to hell can you tell I was casting spells,
I Think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well,
I Think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well,
Throw my soul into the Wishing Well.